he slipped he fucked up he relapsed

of course he relapses on christmas eve. he had his frist beer at home, then went to homestyle, then went to clydes. i called him at 8:15 pm last night, and he told me he was at homestyle and he came outside to answer his phone. when i proceded to ask him why he was there, he said, "no, i made a mistake, i was at homestyle but i'm eating dinner at home now." so he lied about ...something. and his sister texts me to wish me a merry christmas. and we txt, and i ask her if joey was drinking today, and she replies "No weirdly lol he had a hang over so he didnt lol but hes probably drinking now" and my heart broke, of course it did. i spoke to him, called him until he answered and he said he regretted it this morning, but not while he was drunk last night. he agreed to go to an AA meeting, but not yet. only if he slips again. i can't deal. i can't deal. i can't deal. edit-i'm not going to fix the spelling in this entry, i'm too depressed. yes i can use that as an excuse. i'm listening to elliot smith. hello? i said i couldn't deal.
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do you like the mad conductor? they're fucking sick, check them out. also, listen to some atmosphere. i'm really into underground rap these days.
merry christmas, and happy new years
i know, i absolutely adore it, the first time i found out how costly it was i died a little.:)
listen to something more upbeat, babe. for me, it was bright eyes and tom waits that worsened my mood. but i've made a "happy songs" playlist and i swear it works! it worked wonders today. you can call me if you need to talk. really. maybe we could grab a cup of coffee tomorrow?